Me: I’m so glad we all went over to the orchard after dinner. It was magical.
Nell: Faye was running around with Harriet.
Me: I even played some football with Jonny, Kev and Dave.
Nell: Alice and I had a very pleasant conversation.
Me: What about?
Nell: Never you mind.
Me: You’ve always enjoyed your heart to hearts with Alice.
Nell: She’s a sensible young woman.
Me: She’ll be 40 in October.
Nell: That’s still young.
Me: True.
Nell: Jonathan and Kev found some very odd tracks in the orchard.
Me: What do you mean?
Nell: They looked like they were from a rather heavy one legged animal.
Me: We don’t know any one legged animals, apart from Malcolm.
Nell: Malcolm’s a flamingo and he’s definitely not heavy.
Me: Do you think it might like odd salad?
Nell: Who?
Me: The one legged animal?
Nell: How should I know?
Me: Just asking.
Nell: Why?
Me: I thought it might be a friend of the Stuffed Tiger’s.
Nell: I worry about you sometimes.
Me: It might be a very tall one legged animal who likes to share.
Nell: Good grief.
Me: If you were a tall one legged animal and you were upstairs chatting to the Stuffed Tiger, the top of the wardrobe would be the obvious place to put it.
Nell: What?
Me: The odd salad
Nell: How would a tall one legged animal get up the stairs unnoticed?
Me: With difficulty, I should imagine. Especially carrying an odd salad.
Nell: You do far too much imagining.
Me: It’s a theory.
Nell: Back in the real world, Mothew fell into the honey, so breakfast will be late.
Me: Herr Hoffmann must be annoyed. Actually, he’s quite heavy. Did you notice if he had both his legs?
Nell: Stop.
Me: Sorry.
